If you don't like the summary, then don't read the story! No flames! I'll try to make this as fluffy and cute as possible!
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Twenty-one year old trainer Red sighed heavily as he slumped down in a chair near her bed. He could not believe what was happening. There was chaos all around him, Green was yelling angrily into a phone, Blue was weeping bitterly, and the heart monitor was making obnoxious beeping sounds. He was the only one that could really take this all in. It was a complete accident.
A few hours earlier:
"Chuchu, thunderbolt!" The blonde girl cried as her electric mouse sent a bolt of electricity towards her opponent Red. Red's new pokemon quickly dodged the attack.
"Thanks for helping me train my new pokemon, Yellow!" Red said happily.
Yellow giggled happily. "Sure thing!"
"Rio, go for the attack we are trying to learn! Stone edge!" Red commanded. The lucario grunted as small stones formed around his being, and were launched in her direction. She ordered Chuchu to evade, to which the rodent did, but she did not calculate her own safety.
Red saw it before her. "Quick Yellow, get out of the way!"
Yellow didn't train a whole lot, so her reflexes were not perfect. The two stones came rather quickly. She didn't even have time to cry out as both stones hit her middle sharply.
"YELLOW, no!" Red screamed as he saw her fall. Her face was contorted in pain, she coughed up blood before slumping over into unconsciousness. Red raced up to her fallen figure as quick as he could, Rio in tail.
Rio looked apologetically at Red, who gave him a visage of sympathy. "It's not your fault. We haven't learned the technique yet, and she wasn't the best person to do this with."
Yellow twitched as she opened one eye. "R-red...help..."
"Don't worry Yellow, I'll get you to the hospital." Red said as he picked her up. "Let's go, Rio!"
"Grr!" Rio growled in positive reply as they two began their mad dash back to Viridian.
Red replayed the past six hours in his head repeatedly many times, and figured out many solutions to what he could of done to prevent this. He looked around the room again to see his friends, Green, who hung up his cell phone angrily, and Blue, who had just stopped sniffling.
The door swung open. It was the doctor and a nurse. "We need to talk to Yellow about her condition. Please leave."
"Is she gonna be okay?" Red and Blue asked simultaneously. Cue awkward silence.
The doctor laughed. "She'll be fine. We just need to discuss some pain medication."
Upon hearing her name, Yellow yawned loudly and stood up. "What happened?"
"We'll talk to you later, Yellow." Red sighed. Green and Blue stood up and joined Red out the door.
The doctor took a seat next two Yellow. "How are you feeling, Ms. Del Bosque Verde?"
Yellow yawned again. "I'm a little tired."
The doctor smiled. "That's fine. Does it hurt anywhere?"
Yellow shrugged. "My waist is a little sore, but I'm fine otherwise."
"Ok. Those stones caused a very small fracture to one of your ribs. You'll have to stay with for a bit until it heals." The doctor said factually, pushing up his glasses. "We just have one worry, though. When was the last time you used the restroom, my dear?"
Yellow thought for a moment. "Just this morning."
The doctor shook his head. "Just as I thought. I really hope this didn't happen. Nurse, check the patient's bedpan."
"Yes, doctor." The nurse said quickly as she lifted the bed-sheet, much to Yellow's horror. What Yellow didn't know is that there was a small puddle of clear urine sitting quietly in the bedpan.
"I'm sorry, but we must do some more tests. Nurse, administer something to put our young lady to sleep.
"Wait, what's going-" Yellow didn't have time to finish as the nurse pricked her with a needle, sending some fluid in her body. Yellow couldn't resist the drug as it took its effect.
Many hours later:
Yellow opened her eyes slowly. Everything was moving, and she couldn't focus her eyes.
"She's awake." A voice said.
Yellow's eyes quickly darted around the room. First to the smiling doctor, then to the small window, which was letting in the light of the setting sun. She then caught a whiff of something sweet-smelling.
"What's that smell?" She asked out loud as she shifted in her bed. As she shifted, she heard a loud crinkling sound. At the same time, she felt something heavy around her middle.
"Doctor, what's going on?" She asked worriedly.
The doctor sighed. "I'm sorry to say, dear, but I am here to tell you that your body has been damaged beyond our capabilities of help."
"What do you mean?" Yellow asked.
"The stone that struck you hit your bladder and intestinal system, some nerves included. We tried to find a solution to fix it, but I'm afraid we can't do anything. Miss, from now on, you are going to be completely stress incontinent."
Yellow drank it all in. She had heard of this before. It was when under stress, the body would lose control over its functions. In her case, her bladder and bowels.
"What am I wearing?" Yellow finally asked, her curiosity finally getting to her.
The doctor sighed for about the tenth time that day. "Yellow, dear, we are going to supply you with everything you need to cope with this the rest of your life. What you are wearing is an incontinence brief, or better known as a diaper. You will have to wear these 24/7, as staying on a toilet your entire life is not possible." The doctor laughed to himself after saying that. The bastard. "Don't worry about the cost, someone named Red donated a large sum of money to your recovery, and since very, very little of the money was used for the treatment, the rest of it will go towards buying diapers. We have enough money to supply you for the next fifteen years." The doctor explained.
"I...I can't decide when I can use the bathroom?" Yellow said, voice breaking.
"Basically. You don't need to feel ashamed, Yellow, this happens to a lot of people. Some people are born like this, people like you have a catalyst, such as an accident that causes. Older people's bodies stop working, and this happens to them, too. You're not alone, trust me."
Yellow realized that this wouldn't be so bad. After all, it's not like she was a quadriplegic now or something. Sometimes, being an optimist was really great. She looked at the clock, which read one-thirty.
"Is today Thursday or Friday?" She asked the doctor.
"Thursday." The doctor replied happily. Yellow had been asleep for a while. "Good. I have a date tomorrow." Yellow said gleefully. She suddenly realized that she would have to wear a diaper on her date. Yellow's heart sank when she would tell Red, that he would call her gross, or that she was a cripple or a baby.
As if on cue, Yellow felt a surge of wetness come out of her and into the diaper. She looked under the covers in horror to see the white plastic fabric expand and turn a yellowish color. Yellow's face turned a beat red color as she finally realized the situation she was in, and how helpless she was.
"That is a prime example of your new condition. If you stress yourself out, or try too hard, get mad, move too quickly, or do anything over-stimulating, you will wet yourself, mess yourself, or both. You will most of the time be able to feel it coming, but not always. You will be discharged in a few minutes. I will send in a nurse to change you first." The doctor said as he left.
Yellow sighed. She looked down at the wet garment in displeasure. She even reached her hand down to poke it, and pulled her hand back at the strange, damp texture. The diaper was very swollen from a single wetting, but it was a large one, as she had not gone in almost a full day.
There was a knock on the door. "Hello?" A young nurse said as she came in, she was holding two different bottles, and what looked like a new diaper. "I'm here to change you, Miss."
"Go ahead." Yellow said as she pulled the covers away fully, exposing her in her nightshirt and diaper. The nurse bent down and began to pull back the tapes, which made a loud snap when pulled away. She lifted the brief away, exposing Yellow's naked lower body.
"I want you to pay attention to how I do this process, as you are going to have to change yourself. Unless of course, you can find someone to change you."
"I can do it." Yellow said firmly. For a minute, she thought of a person who might be willing to change her. He had black hair, a goofy disposition, and a smile that made her heart melt, but she quickly changed her mind. This was going to be a solo sport for now.
Yellow watched intently as the nurse first asked her to lift her legs, after doing so, she slipped a new diaper under her. The nurse then grabbed one of the bottles to her left, which read "baby powder". She poured a little bit on Yellow's genitals as she rubbed it in a little. It felt cool against Yellow's soft skin. She then took the next bottle, which read "baby oil". The nurse took some in the palm of her hand and rubbed Yellow all over her diaper area with it.
"You only need to do that once a day. It's so your skin won't dry out." The nurse chirped happily.
She then took the front of the diaper and draped it over her front, to which she forced the tapes over on the sides, opened the sticky sides, and connected them with a snap. She flattened out the front with her hands, making sure the diaper was tight.
"All done! Make sure the diaper is tight enough to say up, but not tight enough to choke your body." The nurse said happily. "You are free to go."
Yellow sat up, her diaper crinkling all the while. She found a tank top and skirt on the chair in the corner of the room to change with, courtesy of her friends. She went into the bathroom and took her nightshirt off, where she applied deodorant and brushed her teeth. Before she put on her top, she stared at her diapered body for a while. Without a bra, someone could really mistake her for a much younger girl. Yellow smiled though, being the optimist she was. She put on the rest of her clothes, and walked out of the room. Her diaper wasn't crinkling as bad now that she was wearing clothes. She was approached by the doctor.
"Here is your purse." He said as he handed it to her. "We put a few changes inside. The diapers will be sent to your house via mail tomorrow. A case should last two months. Good luck."
"Thanks!" Yellow said cheerfully as she went down the hall, diaper crinkling slightly audible. The doctor smiled. He had never had a patient so accepting of a condition like that. Most would cry or throw a tantrum. She must be a special case.
Yellow walked to the reception desk, where she was able to check out. Upon exiting the building, she heard her name being called."
"Yellow~!" A familiar voice called. It was Blue, running towards her quickly, red skirt billowing. Red and Green were in tow.
Blue embraced her. "I'm so glad you're safe..." She sobbed.
"I'm fine." Yellow said, looking in both directions. She suddenly pulled Blue's ear close. "I need you to come by my house tonight. Just play along."
Blue looked confused, but agreed. The two boys arrived, both of them embracing their newly recovered friend.
"I'm so sorry, Yellow...this was all my fault, I just didn't know what-" Red began, but was cut of by Yellow.
"It's fine. It wasn't your fault. You can do me two favors to make it up for me." Yellow said.
"Anything." Red whispered, holding her hand. Green rolled his eyes.
"One, I want you to master that move. Two, can we still go out tomorrow?" Red looked like a kid in a candy store. "I can do both of those things." He smiled.
That smile. That smile made fireworks go off in her brain. She wanted to melt in that smile, it was that amazing. Yellow suddenly yelped as her bladder released a small stream of urine into her awaiting diaper.
Yellow laughed nervously. "I gotta go. Remember your promise, Blue!" She said, dashing off.
Blue was puzzled. "Promise?" She then remembered what Yellow said earlier.
"Sorry boys, gotta go!" She giggled, releasing her wigglytuff and flying away on it, while blowing a kiss in Green's direction.
"Annoying woman." Green mumbled.
"Is is just me, or is something a bit off about Yellow?" Red asked his friend.
"You're just in love, Red." Green chuckled. "Catch ya later."
Red soon found himself alone. He though for a moment, and something hit him.
"I think there's something Yellow isn't telling me. I'll get to the bottom of it." He said triumphantly to himself as he walked towards home.
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Yellow had just about reached home, when she stopped to think.
"Should I tell Red?" She thought to herself.
To say the truth, she was the one who asked Red out for dinner. She wanted to get him alone so she could tell him how she really felt. She always loved him, from the day nearly ten years ago when he saved her from the raging dratini. They had changed a lot since then, and Yellow found herself thinking about him constantly.
"What if he doesn't like me...?" She thought sadly. She loved everything about him, his smile, his sense of humour, his love for his pokemon, and every inch of his physical being. Her? She wasn't a good trainer, she was short, her bust size was small, and to top it all off, she had to wear diapers.
"It's unfair!" She screamed at absolutely nothing. She had become so preoccupied with thinking and yelling she didn't noticed she wet herself. Again. She then felt a gurgle in her stomach, and a desperate urge to use number two.
"I can make it." She whispered confidently. She began to walk carefully home, as to not move too quickly. Her house was in sight. She rounded a corner. One-hundred feet. Fifty. Twenty. She was almost there, but she made one mistake. Lunging the final few feet.
"Gah!" She cried as she crouched on her knees. Her stomach gurgled again as her bottom pushed out a large, solid excrement. She winced as the rest came out in a rush, with the consistency of pudding. She opened her eyes, and put her hand under her skirt to feel the diaper. It had pushed out quite a bit downward, almost reaching her skirt. The mess felt disgusting against her body, and the smell lingered in the air.
She sat up carefully, and unlocked the door. She was about to take her first step in...
"Yellow!?" Blue cried, jaw slack.